33 Lip Beads
◎Two breaths, one deep and one shallow, entangled together◎
The soft afternoon sunlight streamed through the window onto the two of them, casting two entangled figures on the floor.
Qin Yue held her waist tightly with one hand and supported his other hand on the dressing table. His body was thin and slender with distinct joints. The veins on the back of his hand were bulging. His thick eyelashes trembled slightly because of forbearance, but his eyes were fixed on her face without blinking, as if staring at prey.
If you lower your eyes slightly, you can clearly see her shy face, her small and plump earlobes are a little peach-like blush, her skin is as white as cream, and her slightly upturned fox eyes are charming and affectionate, as if they can hook someone's soul away.
The plump and rosy lips are slightly open, revealing the pink between the teeth.
Her breath suddenly became hot, and the corners of her eyes were stained with a faint red, seductive and alluring.
He stretched out his hand and covered the back of her hand, forcing his fingers into it one by one, turning them over and over until his fingers were tightly intertwined. Only then did he realize that she, like him, had wet her palms long ago without him knowing when. Their palms pressed together, feeling a little sticky, yet very ambiguous.
Qin Yue chuckled softly, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes. He clasped his hands deeper, and his rough fingertips caressed her fragile and soft wrist bones in a playful manner.
Noticing that her body was shaking uncontrollably, the smile on his lips deepened a little. At the same time, his handsome features also underwent subtle changes. His cold and noble eyebrows were tinged with desire, making him extremely sexy, just like a bewitching male demon.
While he was looking at her, Song Shixi was also secretly looking at him. Seeing this, she suddenly felt an itch in her throat, and her mind went blank. For a moment, she even forgot to struggle and let him become more and more presumptuous. She slowly lowered her head as if to close the distance between them.
The perfectly shaped thin lips kept moving down, and the two breaths, one deep and one shallow, intertwined with each other, causing their heartbeats to start to lose control and become disordered.
The moment their lips touched, Song Shixi's confused mind finally came to her senses, and she suddenly turned her head to avoid his kiss.
His lips brushed the side of her face and landed on the tip of her ear. At that moment, the blush slowly spread to her neck.
She wanted to break free from his restraints, but he refused. How could she do that? In the end, she could only cry out, "Brother! No, we can't do this anyway."
When she spoke, her voice was trembling, and she was a little panicked and incoherent. Her eyes were mostly red, and her fair skin made the redness even more obvious. Her eyes were full of tears, and she looked pitiful, like a little white flower being beaten in a rainstorm. It made people unable to bear to bully her any further.
Qin Yue softened his heart.
Moreover, the way she addressed him, with such emphasis, that single word was like a shackle that bound him tightly, wiping out most of his excitement and interest.
The most important thing was that seeing her resistance, Qin Yue felt a pang of pain in his heart and frowned tightly. In the end, he resisted the crazy impulse in his heart and buried his face in her neck. His eyes, which were always as deep as a pool, narrowed heavily.
What he hates most is forcing others. It is only interesting if they are willing.
But it has come to this point and it has come to an abrupt end. How can he be willing to accept this?
Although he knew that he should be conservative and restrained in relationships between men and women, he had traveled all over the country over the years, seen the openness of Shenzhen and foreign countries, and had long since discarded some of his old-fashioned ideas. When facing the person he liked, he could not really put those big principles into practice.
But he also understood that she would not condone his insolence.
For her, if kissing is not allowed, other things are always allowed?
The hand on her waist tightened slightly imperceptibly.
Seeing that Qin Yue seemed to have given up the idea, Song Shixi breathed a sigh of relief, but still did not dare to relax. Feeling the hot breath of an adult man spraying on her skin irregularly, her whole body tensed up.
The area behind her ears has always been sensitive, and she had to bite her lips hard to endure the discomfort and prevent the unnecessary sounds from coming out.
But no matter how much she didn't want to admit it, she still quietly closed her legs to hide the slight wetness.
I don't know how long it took, but a dark and hoarse voice sounded in my ears: "Why don't you want to?"
She wanted to keep him hanging, to play hard to get, but there had to be a limit. He didn't have patience all the time, and he wouldn't be willing to play along with her forever.
This sentence was like a thunderclap, waking Song Shixi up suddenly. His pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt his head swelling. He couldn't make any sound for a while.
"I……"
Even when I opened my mouth to utter a single word, my throat felt extremely dry.
If she had followed the character she had established in front of Qin Yue at the beginning, and had had such a great opportunity to climb up to Qin Yue's high branch, she would have been overjoyed and immediately accepted it, and even offered him a kiss. But that was all fake, and she couldn't continue to act it out.
Moreover, Li Yanxing's visit today was a wake-up call for her.
No matter what, she cannot escape responsibility for what the original owner did and cannot wash herself clean. If it is revealed one day, even if she refuses to admit it, it will plant a seed of doubt.
Song Shixi didn't believe that Qin Yue didn't mind, not to mention that he was Qin Zhiyi's biological brother.
Why start it instead of embarrassing each other?
Thinking of this, Song Shixi's face turned pale, and a trace of almost imperceptible loneliness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly adjusted his mood and said softly: "Brother, didn't you tell me to stay away from everyone in the Qin family?"
Hearing this, Qin Yue's pupils shrank slightly, and his mind instantly flashed with what he said to her when they first met. Every word and every sentence was spoken by him personally. He finally experienced what it meant to be in despair.
After pondering for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "At that time it was because..."
He stopped mid-sentence. What should he say? Should he say that he had said those words to discourage her because he felt she was a liar, a money-digger who would do anything to get what she wanted?
So what now? Why did he suddenly change his mind?
Was it because he was attracted by her beauty, feeling an uncontrollable physical and psychological urge towards her? Or was it because after getting to know her, he discovered that she was not as bad as she had initially appeared, and that she had many pleasing shining points, so he was moved by her, and wanted to change his original words and bend down to let her reach him?
No matter what the reason was, Qin Yue was speechless.
This kind of thing of hitting oneself in the face made his face burn with pain, and his expression became extremely complicated. He opened his lips and wanted to say something, but before he could make a sound, she spoke first.
"Let me go first, I'm not feeling well."
It was at this time that Qin Yue discovered that the pink on her cheeks had disappeared at some point, revealing a layer of paleness. Thinking of the injury on her back, he quickly let go of her hand and helped her sit down on the edge of the bed.
"Did it hurt you? Let me take a look."
Upon hearing this, Song Shixi subconsciously touched her back. She had applied medicine over the past two days and it had started to scab over. It wasn't very painful anymore. Besides, Qin Yue hadn't touched the wound at all. She had only lied to get him to let her go.
Seeing him anxiously trying to check her back, she couldn't help but clutch the bed sheet tightly, then raised her hand to push his hand away and moved back to increase the distance between them.
"Don't touch me, I'm confused right now."
Seeing her resistance, Qin Yue clenched his half-extended hand into a fist and retracted it.
The atmosphere was deadlocked for a moment until she spoke again to break the silence.
"Brother, after that day, I will never dare to have any inappropriate thoughts about you again."
Song Shixi's expression was more serious than ever before, his voice was sincere, and there was no sign of lying at all.
But the more this happened, the more difficult it became for Qin Yue to breathe.
She said she had no intention of inappropriately treating him? So what about all the things she'd been doing to him recently? Was it a spur of the moment move? Or was it all a misunderstanding?
Thinking of the last possibility, and considering what he thought were her half-hearted attempts to accept but actually showing a hint of resistance, Qin Yue felt as if his chest was choking on his breath, unable to let it go up or down, and it was about to drive him crazy.
"I don't want to change our current relationship. I think it's fine the way it is now. I'm sure my uncle, aunt, and Zhiyi think so too."
With every word she spoke, Qin Yue's expression grew uglier.
He stared at her trembling eyelashes, his fingertips almost scratching his palms to bleed, but he had no way to refute her because what she said was true.
Before, he had only considered the two of them and had not thought about it so comprehensively because he thought that the relationship between men and women was a matter of mutual consent. However, he forgot that their situation was special and there were many things involved, so he had to consider it carefully. There was no way he could just consider each other like other people.
He could imagine what his parents and Zhiyi's attitude would be if they found out the two of them were involved. This family would definitely be in chaos.
This is not what he wants to see.
"I understand what happened just now. Hormones are at play in a closed space. Brother, you are full of energy and acted on impulse. Let's just pretend nothing happened. I will listen to you and finish college, then quietly draw a line between myself and the Qin family."
He should have felt happy and relieved to hear these words, but it was as if something was tightly gripping his throat, causing his breathing to stagnate and the veins on his neck to slowly bulge.
Oh, a spur of the moment move? No, he had planned it for a long time, thinking it over carefully.
What about her?
Qin Yue stared at her closely, with dark clouds rolling in his eyes, as if he could devour her in the blink of an eye. Song Shixi held her breath, but her eyes met his impartially, silently expressing her attitude.
As he watched, a beautiful curve suddenly appeared on his lips and he chuckled softly. Although he didn't say anything, Song Shixi's heart skipped a beat.
The next second, the door opened and closed, leaving her sitting there alone, and the aroma of sour soup spread throughout the room without her knowing when.
*
Song Shixi finally ate the bowl of sour soup noodles. The soup base was sour and spicy, and the noodles were soft and chewy, appetizing and refreshing, with good color, aroma and taste.
But she felt it was tasteless and in the end she couldn't finish it all.
My mind was in a state of confusion, and I always felt empty inside. I had no motivation to do anything. I simply closed the book, lay on the bed, and curled up. My fingertips involuntarily touched my upper lip, and then I pulled my hand back suddenly as if I had been electrocuted.
She took a deep breath and forced herself to stop thinking about random things. She had to have a good rest and stay energetic. She had to call the garment factory tomorrow to ask if there were any shifts. This was the agreement she had made with Zhang Sulan when they parted last time, and she couldn't break it.
Before she knew it, she fell asleep. When she woke up again, the sun had already set outside and the sky was as dark as ink, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Song Shixi prepared herself mentally for a long time before opening the door and going downstairs. Fortunately, she didn't meet anyone on the way. She reached the kitchen smoothly and drank some water. The warm water slid across her dry mouth and throat, and she felt like she was coming back to life.
"Comrade Song, are you awake?"
Hearing the sound, Song Shixi turned around and saw Aunt Yang, so he smiled and nodded, "Yeah."
As Aunt Yang approached the kitchen, she caught a glimpse of the bowls and chopsticks on the table. There was still a small bowl of noodles left, clumped together. Her eyes flickered slightly. "Isn't this what Mr. Qin wanted? How could Comrade Song have brought it downstairs?"
She was a little confused, but it was not easy to ask about this kind of thing, so she could only change the subject and ask kindly, "You haven't eaten much all day, do you want to eat something?"
"No, I don't have much appetite." Song Shixi shook his head, drank the water, and prepared to go upstairs, but before leaving, he glanced at the empty living room and couldn't help asking a question.
"My wife and the others went for a walk outside and will be back soon."
Song Shixi nodded, and just wanted to go back to her room and hide before they came back. She didn't want to meet Qin Yue in the short term.
Who would have thought that the next sentence Aunt Yang said would stop her in her tracks.
"Boss Qin left shortly after lunch. It seems he had urgent matters to attend to in Shenzhen. He said he wouldn't be back for a month or two."
Hearing this, Song Shixi pursed her lips and rubbed her palms with her fingertips.
Qin Yue left at this time, which made it hard not to suspect whether she had any reason for it, but what did it matter?
She closed her eyelashes and finally returned to her room.
Maybe it was because he slept too long during the day, but Song Shixi tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep that night. When he finally fell asleep, he would wake up in the middle of the night.
She didn't sleep well, which made her feel tired the next day. She even kept her head down and didn't say anything at the dinner table. Fortunately, no one in this family really cared about her condition. No one asked her, so she was happy and relaxed.
After dinner, seeing that there was no one in the living room, Song Shixi called the garment factory, and it was Zhang Sulan herself who answered the call.
"I finally got your call." Zhang Sulan, who had been lazily leaning on the office chair, immediately sat up straight after hearing who was on the other side, with an unconcealable surprise between her eyebrows.
Her voice rose at the end, and her excitement was obvious, causing the listeners to curl their lips involuntarily. Song Shixi chuckled and said, "Have you recruited all the remaining models?"
"No, our boss has changed his strategy. It's better to focus on one than on three." Zhang Sulan didn't intend to hide it from her and took the initiative to tell her the company's adjusted plan. Then she praised Song Shixi and said, "It's mainly because of the pearls and jades in front. The others have become compromises. We all feel that we lack that spirit."
Hearing this, Song Shixi was stunned. He just smiled along with her and didn't respond.
Fortunately, Zhang Sulan didn't seem to force her to answer, so she continued, "We're very optimistic about you. Besides, the time is more convenient for negotiation. As long as you don't have classes, we can arrange a shoot. Oh, and if you're free this afternoon, we can do a trial shoot for the first set. Your salary will still be calculated based on a normal day's salary."
Being valued by the company is not necessarily a bad thing, and she didn't want to stay in the room all day, so she might as well go out and make money, so she nodded.
After hanging up the phone, Song Shixi went upstairs to change into going-out clothes, and then went out.
After arriving at the Red Sun Garment Factory, they were taken to Zhang Sulan's office, and then the two of them walked to the shooting room together.
"I hired this photographer from Shenzhen. Their team just arrived in Beijing yesterday. They've photographed dozens, if not hundreds, of models. They're all very professional and will guide your movements and expressions. Just relax."
Song Shixi nodded.
"Let's go put on makeup first. The makeup artist specializes in makeup for the comrades in the art troupe and is very experienced."
As soon as they finished talking, the two arrived at the shooting room. This was an office before and was recently vacated for use as a shooting room, so it looked a bit messy, but there was still order in the chaos. Everyone did their job and it was not noisy.
When they saw them push the door open, they all looked over curiously.
Zhang Sulan put her arm around Song Shixi's shoulders, her eyes narrowed into a smile, and she introduced him in a loud voice, "This is the model from our Red Sun Garment Factory, Song Shixi, Comrade Song."
Facing so many gazes, Song Shixi was not at all stage-frightened. She bent slightly with confidence, her eyes curved into crescent shapes: "Hello everyone, my name is Song Shixi, I hope you will give me your guidance in the future."
She was wearing a shirt-style dress, the light gray color made her look fresh and elegant, and she wore a warm yellow silk scarf around her neck, which added a touch of bright color, making her look beautiful and fashionable.
The photography team all came from Shenzhen. What kind of beautiful girls have they not seen? They have even photographed the Miss Hong Kong pageant. But when they saw Song Shixi, their eyes still lit up at the same time, and a hint of surprise flashed across their faces.
Zhang Sulan took in all their reactions, and a hint of pride appeared on her lips. This was a treasure she had dug up personally, and it could be said that they all prospered and suffered together. Now that Song Shixi had made her proud, her attitude towards her became even more cordial. Besides, she was now a cash cow that the entire company was trying its best to support, so of course she had to have a good relationship with her.
After leading Song Shixi to greet everyone, Zhang Sulan took the initiative to take her arm and brought her to the makeup artist.
The makeup artist was a young woman in her forties. Song Shixi and Zhang Sulan both called her Teacher Li, but the other party's attitude was a bit indifferent. After a simple greeting, she asked Song Shixi to sit down.
"Comrade Song, you stay here and put on your makeup. I'll go see how the costumes are prepared."
"good."
After watching Zhang Sulan leave, Li Fengxiang retracted her gaze, opened her makeup bag, took out a bottle, squeezed out some white paste from it and was about to apply it on Song Shixi's face. Who would have thought that before she could touch it, the other party dodged it.
Song Shixi frowned slightly. The weather has been getting hotter recently, and she has sweated a lot on the way. If she doesn't take any treatment and puts on makeup directly, the foundation will definitely not adhere well, and will be patchy and cakey.
But Li Fengxiang didn't mention this at all, and she didn't even do any preparation before starting to put on makeup. This really surprised her, and it didn't seem like something a professional makeup artist would do.
But thinking that it was the 1980s and perhaps this concept didn't even exist at the time, she tentatively reminded him, "Teacher Li, I haven't washed my face or put on lotion yet. Is that okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay."
Having said that, Li Fengxiang looked at Song Shixi in surprise. She didn't expect that she knew this.
Applying some basic skin care products before applying makeup will make it easier to apply makeup and avoid powder sticking, but she usually ignores this because in the art troupe, so many girls have to line up one by one to wash their faces and then apply moisturizer. What a waste of time!
If she finished her makeup earlier, she could leave work earlier and then take on some private work to earn some extra money.
Besides, the art troupe no longer provides cosmetics. They are converted into money and given to her for her to prepare herself. Even if she buys the cheapest moisturizer on the market, it is still a huge expense. She is not crazy, so how could she spend extra money on this? At most, she would remind them to wash their faces and apply cream in advance before coming to put on makeup.
If they don't do it, then she doesn't care. After all, once they are on stage, the effects will look almost the same from a distance. Who in the audience will pay attention to who's makeup is done?
As for those public or private companies that asked her to do makeup, she would not prepare anything.
Anyway, it’s hard to find another makeup artist besides her. Even if the makeup is average, who else can I find if not her?
"The bathroom is next to it. I'd better go take a shower." When Song Shixi came here with Zhang Sulan just now, she paid special attention to the layout along the way. It wouldn't take her any time to run there and come back.
"What's there to wash? Besides, I don't have any cream for you to apply." Hearing that Song Shixi was still struggling with this issue, a trace of impatience flashed across Li Fengxiang's face.
"It's okay, I brought it myself."
In her previous life, she often went out for filming and collaborated with various brands. Sometimes the brands would provide makeup artists, and she was afraid that the skin care products and cosmetics prepared by the other party would not be suitable for her, or would be too low quality, causing her face to be allergic after using them. So she would bring some with her own, and it had become a habit a long time ago.
Hearing this, Li Fengxiang raised her wrist and glanced at the time on her watch. She had an appointment in the afternoon and didn't have time to waste with her. So she reached out and forcefully turned her face away. "If I say no, then no. Who is it, I'm the makeup artist, or you?"
After saying that, she smeared the white paste she had just squeezed out on her face. Her hands were covered with thin calluses, and she did not use much force. Rubbing it on her skin was simply a torture. Song Shixi couldn't help but turn her head away in pain.
"Comrade, please cooperate with me." Li Fengxiang wanted to straighten her head in annoyance, but Song Shixi dodged her with his quick eyes and hands.
Li Fengxiang's attitude was clear, and Song Shixi deeply felt a sense of malice. However, she thought that she had just started putting on makeup, and she couldn't just give up at the first step. So she took a deep breath, tried to soften her voice, and said matter-of-factly, "It's not that I don't cooperate, it's that you're too strong, Teacher Li. You've rubbed my face red. Can't you be a little gentler?"
Seeing that Song Shixi, despite being young, was no pushover, Li Fengxiang curled her lips and finally restrained herself a little, using less force. But she still muttered, "Those serious pillars of the art troupe aren't as delicate as you. They all put on the same makeup, so why do you think it's too heavy?"
"You really are like an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another. I was discussing the matter with you, but you're blaming the girl from another art troupe?" Song Shixi was almost amused by her anger and rolled her eyes. "The girl was kind-hearted and didn't make a fuss about it. Do you really think everyone is easy to bully? You used too much force, so why don't you admit it?"
【Author’s words】
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